“The Result of Being Rude to the Duke, I Ended Up Marrying Him” Episode 2 #Entertainment Original Work Category

【Episode 2: Character Chart】
〇Irena 'Female/18 years old'
・One of Momoarea's fellow servants.
　Although her speech and conduct are rough, she is a good-natured and sensible girl. However, because her mother was imprisoned for theft, everyone except Momoarea and Chassys avoids her.
　Irena was hired as a servant because when Momoarea was a child, she asked her father, the Count, 'Why is this girl being arrested when she hasn't done anything wrong?', and he judged that the girl was not at fault.
　However, Irena's memories have been tampered with, and she feels indebted to Praline for saving her.

〇Chassys '16 years old/Female'
・One of Momoarea's fellow servants.
　She is also her roommate.
　She still has a childish demeanor and makes frequent minor mistakes, but she is actually a favorite student of Cicely and is aware that Momoarea was originally a princess.
　At first, she didn't think much of Momoarea, but now she knows her personality and has become very attached to her.

〇Praline Raibel
・Current Princess of the Raptia Kingdom.
　She was originally one of Momoarea's servants, but because she possesses exceptional magical talent, she became the princess by swapping places with Momoarea. Due to Praline's magic, most of the citizens perceive that Praline originally carried the royal bloodline.
　She stole Momoarea's status because she couldn't bear to see Momoarea being bullied by her family for lacking talent.
　'I don't have to be a princess; I just want to be loved and live normally.'
　To fulfill that wish of Momoarea's, Praline stole her status.
　Knowing that if she told her, the kind-hearted Momoarea would try to distance herself from her parents, Praline continues to play the villain.

【Episode 2】
〇Raptia Royal Castle [Dining Hall (Night)]
　Momoarea sits with a haggard face, not touching her food.
　She is sharing a table with Irena and Chassys.
Irena: 'You look like a squeezed orange.'
Chassys: 'What's wrong, Momo?'
Momoarea: 'A lot of things happened.'
　Momoarea nibbles on a piece of bread.
Momoarea (M): 'After that—'
　A comical flashback of Momoarea's past.
　Momoarea is vomiting blood as Caldes pierces her with arrows disguised as questions.
Caldes: 'If I can get this much information, Lord Crawford will be satisfied. I wish you would show this much interest in the Princess as well.'
Momoarea (M): '...Princess, huh.'
Irena: 'I'm looking forward to Clarine's wedding tomorrow! How wonderful!'
Chassys: 'That's right. The Duke she's marrying seems to be incredibly handsome, too.'
Irena: 'Still, Clarine is just too perfect. Her magic is top-notch. Not only is she beautiful, but her personality is perfect as well. On top of that, her husband is the strongest Duke in the neighboring country.'
Irena: 'Must be nice~ to be a princess. I want to be a princess too. Ah, though I wouldn't want to marry that... Gelato? Viscount who is rumored to be violent toward his wives.'
Chassys: 'Viscount Delange, you mean. Even if you were to take the position of princess, Irena, you'd be deposed immediately because of your rough behavior.'
Irena: 'Haha, you're right. Or rather, since Clarine is the most suitable for the position of princess, even if such an opportunity were to arise, I wouldn't steal her title.'
Chassys: 'You really love Clarine, don't you, Irena?'
Irena: 'Of course, she's my lifesaver!'
　Momoarea wears a smile.
Chassys: 'What are you smiling at, Momo?'
Momoarea: 'It's nothing. I'm looking forward to Clarine's wedding tomorrow.'
Chassys: 'Yeah! Momo, you're not eating at all, are you feeling unwell?'
Momoarea: 'Maybe I'm just a little tired.'
Irena: 'Hey, hey, it's the day before a once-in-a-lifetime event. I'll eat your food. You go back to your room and get some rest.'
Chassys: 'Wow, how kind. ...You just haven't eaten enough, right?'
Irena: 'Spot on! But it's better than leaving it, right?'
Momoarea: 'That's true. Would you mind?'
Chassys: 'I'll come to look after you as soon as I finish eating, okay?'
Momoarea: 'You're exaggerating. Please, enjoy yourselves.'

　Momoarea walks briskly through the castle toward her room alone.
Momoarea (M): 'I have no complaints about being deposed.'
Momoarea (M): 'But seeing Irena adore Clarine made me feel a little irritated.'
　Flashback to childhood.
　Momoarea points at Irena, who has been put in a solitary cell, and mutters something.
Momoarea: '...I feel sorry for continuing to deceive my friend.'
　Her mother's attendant is standing in front of her room.
　Momoarea turns pale.
Servant: 'Lady Momoarea, your father and mother are calling for you.'

〇Raptia Royal Castle [Royal Chamber (Night)]
　Momoarea kneels before her parents.
Momoarea: 'I apologize for keeping you waiting.'
Father: 'Raise your head. It is I who am at fault for calling you so suddenly.'
　Her parents look at her with emotionless eyes.
Momoarea (M): 'I wonder sometimes.'
Momoarea (M): 'Why was I born to these two?'
Momoarea (M): 'Everyone envies being born into a royal bloodline, but for me, having royal blood is a symbol of misfortune.'
Mother: 'I'm sorry for calling you so suddenly. There was something I absolutely had to tell you today.'
　Flashback to the scene where she bumped into Crawford.
Momoarea: '... (holding her breath)'
Mother: 'I'm sure you know that our daughter Clarine is marrying Duke Crawford tomorrow, but—'
Momoarea: '...!'
Momoarea (M): 'Oh no, this flow leads to the solitary cell—'
Mother: 'The day after that, I want you to get engaged to Viscount Delange.'
Momoarea: '...Huh?'
　Flashback to the scene where Irena speaks ill of Viscount Delange.
Father: 'The Viscount currently has eight wives, but he wishes to take you in as his ninth.'
Momoarea (M): 'Viscount Delange, that's the Viscount rumored to be violent toward his wives, right?'
Momoarea: '...Did you tell him that I am currently a servant?'
Father: 'Yes, I told him. Even so, the Viscount chose you. It seems to be love at first sight.'
Father: 'Good for you. You might be useful to the kingdom.'
Momoarea: '...Haha.'
Momoarea (M): 'Ah, I see.'
Momoarea (M): 'I am nothing more than a tool to these people.'
Father: 'Tomorrow morning, you will depart for Viscount Delange's estate. Prepare yourself accordingly.'
Momoarea (M): 'It doesn't matter what happens to me, the "former" daughter.'
Momoarea: '...Yes, I understand.'
　Praline is watching the situation from the shadows.
Praline: 'This has become troublesome. ...What should I do?'

〇Raptia Royal Castle [Momoarea and Chassys's Room]
　Momoarea curls up in her futon, shedding tears while stifling her voice.
Momoarea (M): 'Why does it have to end up like this?'
Momoarea (M): 'I don't need to be a princess.'
Momoarea (M): 'If this simple happiness could just continue, that would be enough.'
Chassys: 'Momo?'
Momoarea: '! Chassys, were you awake?'
　Momoarea wipes her tears, but the corners of her eyes remain red.
　Chassys silently hugs Momoarea.
Chassys: 'What happened?'
Momoarea: '...No, it's nothing.'
　Momoarea forces a smile.
Chassys: 'I see. If it's painful, you can talk to me about anything. We're best friends, after all.'
Momoarea: 'Yeah.'
Momoarea (M): 'That's exactly why.'
Momoarea (M): 'I didn't want to drag my best friend into this.'
　
　Time passes, and Chassys falls asleep.
　Momoarea puts on a wig and attempts to escape the royal castle through the window.
Momoarea: 'Ugh, I'm scared.'
Momoarea (M): 'If I get engaged to the Viscount, my life is over.'
Momoarea (M): 'Rather than living in a living hell, it's better to throw everything away and start a new life.'
Momoarea: 'Goodbye, Cicely, Chassys, Irena.'
　She carefully hooks her feet onto the wall protrusions to climb down, but a gust of wind causes her to slip.
Momoarea: 'Ah.'
　She falls from a considerable height.
Momoarea (M): 'Looking back, I guess it wasn't such a bad life.'
Momoarea (M): 'If I could live my life over again, I hope I can enjoy a moderately happy life.'
　Momoarea realizes her death and closes her eyes deeply.
　Crawford, who was at the landing spot, catches her.
Crawford: 'To think a woman would fall from the moon.'
Momoarea: '...Eh?'
　The wig is blown away by the wind.
Crawford: 'Hmm, are you Momoarea?'
Momoarea: '...Duke?'
Crawford: 'Indeed. I am Crawford Sadier.'
Momoarea (M): 'I, I was rude to the Duke again...!'

　Episode 2 -FIN-